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The Wedding Day
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2026-07-21 03:41:12Chapter 5
Elena POV
The morning of the wedding arrived like a storm I couldn’t outrun.
Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the luxury hotel suite Damien had booked for me.
I stood in front of the full length mirror, my hands trembling as I smoothed down the expensive white gown. The fabric hugged my curves tightly clinging to my full breasts, flowing over my soft belly, and accentuating my wide hips and thick thighs. The dress was beautiful, elegant, and daringly fitted. It made me look like a woman who belonged on the arm of a billionaire.
But inside, I felt like a fraud.
My chubby cheeks were flushed. I turned side to side, studying every soft inch of my body. The lace details on the body pushed my breasts up, creating deep cleavage. The silky material flowed over my round ass and thick thighs. I looked sensual. Feminine. But the voice in my head whispered the same doubts Sophia Kane had planted that I wasn’t the “right image” for the Kane family. That I was too soft. Too curvy. Too much.
A soft knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.
Lila stepped inside carrying a small bouquet. Her sassy energy filled the room immediately.
“Girl, look at you!” she exclaimed, eyes wide. “You look stunning. Those curves are serving. Damien is going to lose his mind when he sees you walking down that aisle.”
I forced a smile, turning back to the mirror. “You think so? I feel like I’m playing dress-up in someone else’s life.”
Lila came to stand beside me. She adjusted one of the straps on my dress. “I know so. But tell me the truth. How are you really feeling? This whole thing happened so fast.
One day you’re his secretary, the next you’re marrying the man you’ve been secretly in love with for years. That’s a lot.”
I turned away from the mirror. The truth sat heavy in my chest. I wanted to tell her everything. But I couldn’t. Not yet.
“I’m happy,” I said instead. “Nervous, but happy.”
The ceremony was held in a lavish private garden overlooking the city. White flowers lined the aisle. Elegant chairs were filled with important guests. My heart pounded as I walked down the aisle on my father’s arm. Dad looked proud but worried.
Damien waited at the end of the aisle. He looked devastating in his black tuxedo. His eyes locked on me the moment I appeared. They darkened with hunger as they traveled slowly over my body, my cleavage, my hips, my curves. For a moment, the world faded. It felt real.
Damien’s POV
Elena looked breathtaking walking down the aisle. The white gown hugged every lush curve her full breasts, soft belly, wide hips. She was nothing like the thin women I used to chase. She was real. Soft. Mine. The contract started as a solution. Now, watching her walk toward me, it felt like something more. Something dangerous.
I took her hands. My voice was steady as I spoke my vows.
“Elena, from the moment you walked into my life four years ago, you became the one person I could always count on. You saw me at my worst and never turned away. Today, I promise to protect you, to cherish you, and to build a future with you. You are my wife, my partner, and the only woman I want by my side.”
Elena’s POV
Damien’s vows hit me hard. Tears stung my eyes. I took a shaky breath and spoke my own vow.
“Damien, you have been my world for four years. I have loved you in silence, through every storm and every late night. Today, I promise to stand beside you, to support you, and to love you with all my heart. You are my husband, and I am yours.”
We exchanged rings. The cool metal slid onto my finger like a seal on my fate. Then the officiant said the words.
“You may kiss the bride.”
Damien pulled me close. His hand cupped the back of my neck. His lips claimed mine in a kiss that was hungry and possessive. His other hand rested on my soft waist, pulling my curvy body against him. The guests clapped, but all I could feel was him. The heat. The need. The confusing mix of love and fear swirling inside me.
Damien’s POV
Kissing Elena felt different. Her soft body pressed against me. Her full breasts, her plush hips. She tasted sweet. Real. For the first time in years, the emptiness inside me felt a little less empty. She was mine. Contract or not.
Elena’s POV
The reception was extravagant. Champagne flowed. Music played. Damien kept me close the entire night. His hand rarely left my waist or hip. He introduced me as his wife to everyone. His eyes never left me for long. But every time I saw a model or socialite watching us with envy, the doubt crept back in. Was this real? Or was I just the convenient solution?
Later that night, the driver took us back to the penthouse. The ride was quiet. Damien’s hand never left my thigh. When we stepped inside, rose petals were scattered on the floor. Soft lighting glowed. A bottle of champagne chilled on the table.
Damien turned to me slowly. “You were breathtaking today,” he said, voice low. He stepped closer. His hands settled on my wide hips. “Every man there was jealous. And I couldn’t stop thinking about getting you alone. About peeling this dress off these curves and worshipping every soft inch of you.”
He kissed me again. Deeper this time. His hands roamed over my body squeezing my soft belly, gripping my thick thighs, cupping my full breasts. I moaned into his mouth. My hands clutched his shirt.
But even as desire flooded me, the internal voice whispered: This is temporary. One year. Don’t fall too deep.
Damien pulled back slightly. His eyes burned into mine. “You’re mine now, Elena. My wife.”
The words sent a shiver through me. I wanted to believe him. I wanted this to be real.
As Damien’s hands explored my body with growing hunger, his phone vibrated on the nightstand. A message from one of his slut flashed on the screen. And for the first time as his wife, I wondered how long “mine” would really last.
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Chapter 57Damien’s POVThe waiting room was deliberately plain.No audience. Just a table, two chairs on one side for Marcus and me, and one chair opposite for Daniel Reed. Legal sat in the corner with a recorder running. I wanted everything on record.Reed was brought in looking thinner than the last time I had seen him in the hospital bed after the accident. He sat down carefully.“I already said the child is mine,” he began. “I already said I pushed Sierra toward you. What more do you want?”“I want the answers,” I said. “Start with my mother.”Reed’s mouth tightened. For a second he looked like a man measuring which version of the truth might still protect him.Elena’s POVI stayed at the penthouse, but the waiting was its own kind of weight.Damien had left early. He had kissed me and promised to be back home early.I cleaned the kitchen that was already clean and tried not to watch the clock, because I was already missing him.Damien’s POVReed finally spoke.“Your mother was
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Chapter 56Damien’s POVThe house was quiet for the first time in weeks, but my mind was not.Sierra was gone. The false DNA results had been broken. Daniel Reed had already admitted the child was his and that he had pushed the claim onto me. That part was finished. What remained was the question that refused to sit still.Why had Reed been in the car with my mother the night of the accident?I called Marcus before sunrise.“I want everything on Reed’s connection to my mother,” I said. “Not only Sierra. Her. How long he was around. What he wanted. Why was he in that car?”Marcus was silent for a second. “That trail is quieter than the one with Sierra. But it exists. Give me a few hours.”I hung up and stood at the window of the penthouse, the city still dark. Elena came up behind me and rested her forehead against my back.“You’re already in it,” she said softly.“I have to be. Sierra was the weapon. Reed aimed at her. I need to know what he was doing with my mother before that.”She
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Chapter 55Damien’s POVThe wait for the police was short and tense.Sierra stood near the entrance with her suitcase, the last of her denial hardening into brittle silence. Elena remained further inside the living room, arms folded, watching without interference. I kept the documents ready on the table. There was no need for raised voices anymore. The next part would be handled by process.When the intercom buzzed, I answered immediately.“Officers are here,” security said.“Send them in.”Two officers stepped into the penthouse a few minutes later. Professional. Direct. I explained the situation cleanly falsified DNA results, deception used to gain entry and remaining presence in the home, supporting documentation already compiled. Sierra tried once to reframe the scene as a domestic misunderstanding. It did not hold. The papers were too specific. The timeline was too clear.After a brief exchange, they escorted her out.Elena’s POVFor a long moment after she left, neither of us mo
His Filthy Obsession Denial
Chapter 54Damien’s POVSierra’s face held for one more second.Then the crack showed.“No,” she said. “That’s not possible.”“It is,” I answered. “And it’s documented.”Elena remained beside me, silent and steady. Sierra’s eyes moved from my face to the phone in my hand, then back again, as if searching for a way to push the moment back into the version of reality she had controlled for weeks.“You’re wrong,” she said, louder now. “Those tests were done through proper clinics. You were there. You signed. You saw the reports.”“I saw what you paid for,” I said. “Both times.”“That is a lie.” Her voice sharpened. “You’re trying to crawl out of responsibility because your wife can’t handle the fact that you have a child with someone else.”Elena didn’t rise to it. She didn’t need to. The ground under Sierra’s story was already gone.I placed the printed summary Marcus had sent on the table between us.“Earlier clinic records. Seven months, not six. Payment trails to both testing chains.
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Chapter 53Damien’s POVMorning came with a different kind of focus.I dressed without disturbing Elena more than necessary and left before Sierra could appear with another practical request. The documents Marcus had given me sat locked in my bag. Seven months, not six. Daniel Reed. A story adjusted to fit me cleanly. Today I intended to start breaking that story down in the open.Elena met me at the door as I reached for my keys.“You’re going out,” she said.“Yes.”“Be careful.” She saidI nodded once and left.Elena’s POVThe house felt altered the moment Damien was gone.Sierra came into the kitchen later than usual, one hand on her stomach, eyes already assessing the quiet.“He left early,” she said.“He had things to handle.”Her gaze lingered on me. “The temperature in this house changed overnight. I’m not imagining it.”“No,” I answered. “You’re not.”I didn’t offer more. For the first time since she arrived, I was not the one carrying the weaker position in the room. The kn
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